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LE FEMME
Melissa.
15.
I spend way too much time writing, and i remember almost everything except quadratic formulas.

Elizabeth's Column!
If your tummy's bigger than your boobs, then you've got a problem.

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yes.
♥ Tuesday, December 19, 2006 8:09 AM

and finally she's back.
days without the computer has thought me that i indeed am a computer addict.
i missed cyberspace.

life is fucked.
my family gets on my nerves,
i don't know what i want,
my boyfriend's a flirt.
everyone telling me to forget him and move on.
and i just cant.

let's tear melissa's heart apart shall we?

yeaahh.
you can say melissa's going mad.

i fucking miss the old you.